... was not what I valued the most in my memories of Little Nebraska. The real treasure was an abandoned farm one to two miles out of town. This I did not discover until my last visit while one day wandering down a dirt path. There, was a wheat field that not only spanned the horizon but the imagination. It was one of the rare places where the lines between reality and fantasy ... are slightly blurred. It was the sunset that played ... over the field that could mesmerize and entrance you. This was what I was ... ...

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... have new year dinner. Especially last year, we celebrated for one family member (my brother) who just came to US from VN. Normally, after my father's statement, everybody started eating, talking and giving to each other all the best wishes for new year. I sat at the corner of the table and looked at every single ... we had a lot of things to support: food, cloth, furniture, etc.. that is why we started to look for job right away. My father, the main worker in the family, found an assembly job but they paid him a little because he had no experience and he was old. Besides that, my brothe...

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